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Mea Maxima Culpa
Yes, I know this blog is supposed to be mainly about me getting healthy again.
Yes, I know that I’ve been on and off the “live healthy” wagon so often that I should be getting frequent flyer miles (if I mix my metaphors momentarily) << say that aloud it sounds cool!
Yes, I know that I have been very much NOT blogging of late.
sigh
So I’m going to share some stuff with you which I’ve been doing this morning. I’m doing this “stuff” this “morning” because my THIRD monthly visit with my most awesome doctor: Karen King is fast approaching and I want to be able to truthfully tell her that I’ve begun the very long process to get healthy again. Woot!
When I went on my first visit to her back at the beginning of May, I told her that I needed help getting healthy and asked her to put me on a medically supervised weight loss plan. Which basically amounts to coming in every month to weigh in and have her give me a mini-check up and monitor things so that I don’t actually end up doing myself injury as I try and get healthy.
I have Type 2 Diabetes
Hi, my name is Tony. I’m a Diabetic.
and the teeming masses say “Hi Tony”
Kinda scary actually. I freaked a little bit when I found out.
My doctor says that Read the rest of this entry
Skinny-to-Fat Photo Timeline
This Post is the “photos only” version…
After letting it stew in my brain for a couple of weeks I decided that I would post a “photo only version” of my earlier post:
A Scrapbook of Skinny and Not-so-Skinny Photos…
Why? I hear my dearest readers asking in unison?
Well, I recognize that the earlier post was WAY LONG (though fab-u-lus) and most of you probably just gave up and clicked away from it.
So, here is the the “Picture only” version for your enjoyment. It is your choice…
… keep scrolling for the “pictures and nuthin’ but the pictures version here on this page
OR
OR
Keep scrolling if you want the “just the photos” version. — oh my! decisions decisions decisions…
No, Virginia, I wasn’t always a “big guy”
I became a big guy because as the years have passed, I have not used my body as much as I used to do when I was younger.
I used to be fit. Now I’m not. So as a result of not being fit, I am fat and I am not healthy. Here’s the proof:
Presenting a Photo Timeline of me at various weights:
A Scrapbook of Skinny and Not-so-Skinny Photos…
No, Virginia, I wasn’t always a “big guy”
I became a big guy because as the years have passed, I did not use my body as much as I used to do when I was younger.
I used to be fit. Now I’m not. So as a result of not being fit, I am fat and I am not healthy.
Some people are blessed with awesome genes like my friend Ragen Chastain who is incredibly fit, an amazing dancer, a marathon runner, a blogger and a spokesperson for the H.A.E.S. movement (Health at Every Size)
She is out on the end of the spectrum where “fit and fat” live happily in the same body.
I, alas, do not share that quality. On me, as it is with many people, the extra pounds are a visible symptom of being out of shape and unhealthy.